Chapter Eighty-Two

“I… I can’t,” Kaelith stammered.

Graeven sat cross-legged in the grass while he watched his fated-mate pace back and forth in front of him. “Yes, you can.”

She smacked her thighs in frustration as she continued to wear a path in the manicured lawn in front of the cabin. “*No* I can’t. You think I haven’t tried? I can only shift during the full moon… or when Valen brain washes me and we both remem